The crimson light spread along the light gray sky, and the entire sky was like a piece of paper, being gradually eaten away by flames.
The guardians of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance stood up one after another, raised their heads, and looked at the strange scene in the sky.
"It's so spectacular, the sky seems to be on fire."
The bright pupils of the big eagle girl reflected a burning red light, as if a ball of fire was jumping in her eyes.
The light in the sky became more and more intense, and gradually, they could no longer look directly at the sky. Lowering his head, the strong light stimulates the secretion of tear glands.
Extreme light often means extreme heat. The temperature begins to soar, and the mist floating in the air evaporates immediately, followed by scorching heat.
Suddenly, the cold and humid late autumn went directly to the scorching heat of summer.
"Boom!"
Everyone who dared not look directly at the sky heard a loud explosion-like sound. They squinted their eyes, raised their heads, and used Qi to protect their eyes. They saw circles of red light spreading in the sky, like ripples when a stone is thrown into the water.
Something is coming out... ..
This idea popped up, and the next moment, something poked out from the center of the ripples.
I couldn't see clearly what it was, I just knew it was the tip of an iceberg of something huge, and it was bronze in color.
It slowly poked out from the center of the ripples. After a while, the overall structure appeared in front of everyone. It was... a huge palace.
With the appearance of the palace, the crimson ripples calmed down, and it floated quietly in the distant sky, like a cloud-top palace.
"Palace of the Ten Thousand Gods..." the right protector murmured.
This was their first time seeing this palace, but it was not the first time. The moment they saw it, everyone couldn't help but think of the towering shrine in the mural, and they automatically took their seats.
"My God, that is the real Palace of the Gods." Hu Yan was dazzled.
Excitement and ecstasy enveloped everyone's hearts. They didn't know what was in the Palace of the Gods, and they were simply excited by its appearance.
"Stay here and wait for me." The emperor said, rising in the wind, and rushing towards the distant shrine in the sky.
"Emperor, I will take you..." Protector Diao shouted.
At first glance, the Palace of the Gods is above the head, but it is actually caused by visual errors. Its true position is unknown at how high or far it is. Half-step Ji Dao can fly in the air for a short time, but it cannot soar into the sky like a bird.
As soon as the Diao Protector finished speaking, he stared at the sky in astonishment, and the Emperor disappeared...
The guardians looked at each other, "What should I do? Follow me and take a look?"
"But the emperor asked us to wait for her here."
"That's the Palace of All Gods. Are you willing to go and see it?"
After the discussion, the rational Hu Yan decided not to go, but the other guardians said they wanted to take a look. Then they looked at the Protector Diao together.
The eagle protector rolled helplessly on the spot, Qingyue's cry rang out, and it transformed into a giant eagle with a wingspan of eight meters, its pure golden eyes glaring at Zixiong.
The guardians jumped on the back of the bird, and with a cry that echoed through the sky, the giant eagle flapped its wings and rushed towards the Palace of the Gods.
Looking at the big eagle that gradually turned into black spots, Hu Yan sighed, sat cross-legged on the ground, and scratched his head: "They are all a bunch of idiots with no brains. I am the only one responsible for the IQ in the entire Ten Thousand Demons Alliance. It's so tiring."
I'm under a lot of pressure that I shouldn't have at this age.
Compared with Baoze, the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance is like a mud-legged man who has just put down his hoe and picked up a gun. Wherever the emperor points, they will "charge" and "kill". There is no force and no talent of all kinds.
The huge number of believers is even more serious. Most of them are blood descendants who have just awakened, and a few are humans. Humans are the most complex animals. They suddenly gain superpowers, and their mentality is inflated, which is difficult to control.
It would be fine if humans were down-to-earth and willing to work, but if they were keyboard warriors...it would be better to kill them.
The construction of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance still has a long way to go. Hu Yan was fulfilled and happy at the same time, scolding his mother at the same time, and his mood was very complicated.
Throughout history, forces like the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance cannot escape the fate of a flash in the pan and have no future. However, the most special thing about the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance is that its leader is the "Emperor". A super master who can step into the extreme realm.
As long as there is a Ji Dao master in charge, then everything will not be a problem. There will be talent and money, and the prospects of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance are very bright. He could suggest an alien paradise free from human oppression.
It's not just wishful thinking, Baoze will agree, just like they agreed to the establishment of the Demon Alliance in the Northeast. Because aliens will never disappear, and their differences from human values will inevitably cause friction and conflict with human society.
If there is a powerful heterogeneous organization that can manage these heterogeneous blood descendants, it would be a happy thing for Bao Ze. Of course, the premise is that the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance will not subvert the order.
In the sky, Protector Diao flew hard towards the Palace of All Gods. She had already flown to an altitude of 20,000 meters, but the Palace of All Gods was still far away, far away in the horizon and unreachable.
"Fly higher, fly higher." The big eagle girl stamped her feet and urged loudly. Her voice was torn apart by the strong wind as soon as she left her mouth.
"Go back, we can't fly to the Palace of All Gods." Protector Diao said helplessly.
"You won't be able to fly, right?" Protector Niu questioned.
The limit for ordinary birds to fly is 11,000 meters, a record set by the African black and white vulture. As a top-level S-class, her limit is the stratosphere.
The guardian eagle returned to the bronze building, and a group of guardians jumped off her back.
"The emperor really doesn't seem to be flying so high."
"What's going on? Can't we enter the Palace of the Gods?"
"So there is a reason why the emperor asked us to stay here."
The guardians sighed.
Of course it was impossible for the emperor to fly so high. She only flew for a while and then disappeared from sight. And they flew to an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, and the Pantheon Palace was still far away in the horizon. It can be seen that there are conditions for entering the Pantheon Palace, although I don’t know what the conditions are.
"Then wait for the emperor here?"
"It can only be this way."
... ...
Fighting God squatted on the ground and carefully examined a shriveled corpse. It took him a long time to recognize it. It was the corpse of Shentu Junyan, the future head of the Shentu family.
"The wounds on their bodies are different, but they all have one characteristic. They have been drained of blood and energy, so they look like mummies after death." Heishen, who was also inspecting the corpses, made a judgment.
"This is different from the corpses we encountered before, although at first glance they are all mummified corpses." Bai Shen frowned and turned his head to look around.
In addition to the three of them, there are also the God of Cookery and the God of Apes. Among the other S-levels, the Thunder Emperor stayed behind to take charge of the camp and take care of the God of Fire, whose origins were greatly damaged. The other S-classes were dispatched one after another to hunt down their targets.
After two days and one night of hunting, five S-class people gathered together. The original plan was to meet up, exchange hunting lists, and then work on their own.
But the God of Cookery discovered a piece of bad information. Besides them, there seemed to be another force hunting the blood descendants in the Palace of the Gods. The method was cruel, the body of the deceased was exhausted, and there was no phenomenon of spiritual body condensing at the scene. It was suspected that the soul had been taken away.
You must know that the soul of a person will dissipate slowly after death. It takes about seven days for ordinary people, but it takes a month or even several months for the soul of a vampire to dissipate. Among them, the spiritual bodies of Taoist Yin gods and spiritual awakeners will last longer.
Therefore, when killing an opponent, the blood descendants often disperse the opponent's soul and prevent him from having the chance to become a wraith. But even so, the breath of the spirit body will remain for several days.
But around the body found by the God of Cookery, there was no aura before the spirit body dissipated.
Out of caution, the five gods did not disperse, but gathered together.
"It's not the same force. This time, the guy sucked up the energy and blood essence, but only dispersed the soul of the deceased. It's exactly the opposite of what we encountered before." The God of Cookery said.
The ape god picked up a corpse, observed it carefully for a long time, and said "Hey".
"What did you find?" Bai Shen looked at him.
"..." The ape god looked strange: "Li Xianyu did it."
"!!!"
The four of them looked at him in shock.
The ape god nodded: "Yes, that's him. Draining the essence, blood and energy is the innate skill of the evil creatures in his left hand. I saw him perform it with my own eyes in the valley fighting for the demonic relics. The memory is still fresh in my mind."
Well, I still remember it. It was the first time his car rolled over, and his physical condition was affected by the accident, and he almost died there.
"He is actively hunting vampires." Bai Shen said: "After knowing our secret mission to hunt vampires, he let himself go and massacred all major forces indiscriminately. These people are definitely not the only victims."
This guy is a bit ruthless.
The ape god shook his head and sighed: "He is not a kind-hearted person. For him, the Palace of the Gods is an excellent opportunity. Back then, Li Wuxiang had enemies all over the world, so he didn't need to know who his enemies were. Just light. In fact, we did find enemies. Because there were too many, all the major forces resorted to force against his father."
"It doesn't matter. If you die, you will die." The God of Cookery shrugged and played with the mummy: "Tsk, cruel, leaving only a corpse without any essence."
How can I eat this
These shrimp soldiers and crab generals will die as soon as they die, not to mention killing innocent people indiscriminately, because Baoze's goal is to eliminate the stubborn forces of the major families, so the shrimp soldiers and crab legs attached to these forces are also enemies.
They are like soldiers, and there is no such thing as innocence in soldiers.
"It is a good thing for us to have this boy and the unknown force to eliminate the blood descendants. But we are also the target of the other party's hunting." The ape god frowned: "Which force do you think is responsible for this?"
"The Taoist and Buddhist Association can directly rule it out. Among the seven major surnames, the one we have not encountered so far is the Shen family, the Zhao family, the Wang family, and the Xu family. Those casual cultivators have suffered heavy casualties. We have encountered several batches of corpses. It should not be them. Then there are the overseas ones. In terms of power, I mainly suspect the Sakurai family and the Murray family." Dou Shen analyzed.
He usually doesn't talk much. He only speaks so many words at once when discussing serious matters.
"But neither the Sakurai family nor the Murray family seems to have the ability to absorb people's soul." As the top S-level spiritual awakener, Kurokami undoubtedly has the right to speak, "Including me and Shirakami, neither of us have this ability. Ability. On the contrary, certain special spells of Taoism and Buddhism can do it."
"You want to say that we should wipe out all the people from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations as well?" Fighting God narrowed his eyes.
"Why not? The Taoist and Buddhist Association should also be rectified." said the God of Cookery.
"No." Ape God, who has close ties with Taoism and Buddhism, objected: "His Holiness did not let us touch the people from the Taoism and Buddhism Association."
"We have the power to adapt to the situation if the king's orders are not accepted." Black God said plausibly: "In recent years, the Taoist and Buddhist Association has also deteriorated. Look how many monks and Taoists came to the Wanshen Palace this time? They will be moved by the treasures. Aowao screams, but in terms of law enforcement, we compromise and compromise with the major families. We can do things that are inconvenient for Fotou to do."
"Although our mission is to "kill all the blood descendants," if we really do this, it will be no different from a cult." Fighting God said lightly.
They had a disagreement.
The God of Cookery thought for a while, "How about this? Go back and gather all the S-class people and let everyone vote."
The ten gods of Baoze have the same status and power. They rarely get together. Once there is a disagreement and no one can do anything about it, they can only decide by voting.
At this time, a glimmer of light lit up in the sky, and the glimmer spread quickly, burning half of the sky red. Immediately afterwards, a rumble of explosions came from the sky, like thunder, and in the ripples of light, a towering magical power was suspended in the sky.
"That's... the Palace of the Gods?"
"Is it the real Palace of the Gods?"
"In that direction, go and have a look..."
... ...
"The mural is the mural of my father entering the Palace of the Gods. Didn't you see it?" Li Xianyu explained: "In addition to the deeds of the ancient demon sealed at the bottom of the pool, there will also be another kind of mural depicting the person entering the Palace of the Gods. How the people from the Ten Thousand Gods Palace took away the remains of the ancient demon."
He told Jingse about how the demon Dao entered the Palace of the Gods and obtained the slime, which was carved into a mural.
"You didn't discover such important information? You didn't, right?" Li Xianyu stared.
Seeing his unkind look, Jie Se snorted and said displeasedly: "Of course I have looked carefully, but I have never seen the kind of mural you described."
"Monks don't lie."
"No means no. Even if I ignore it, can't everyone see it?"
"..."
Li Xianyu sat blankly with a dull expression.
"Is he okay?" Jiese looked at Huayang.
Hua Yang shook his head: "He is thinking, don't disturb him."
After being together for so long, she knew enough about Li Xianyu that there were only two situations with such a confused expression: he fell into deep thinking; he fell into deep collapse.
For example, if grandma spends all her bank card balance overnight, that would be the second situation.
Why are there no murals
Is it because I have no inspiration and am not in the right state, so I am too lazy to draw
First of all, it can be confirmed that the painter has the habit of recording events through depiction. There are murals on the bottom of the pool where the slime is sealed and the bottom of the pool where the awakened meat block is sealed, which is the best proof.
In human civilization, murals are an art and aesthetics.
But if we go back to more distant primitive societies, murals are actually a way of recording events. Since there are no words, murals replace words.
Li Xianyu had reason to believe that the reason why the soul painter painted was to record events, rather than simply painting when he was interested.
So, since it painted the mural of the demon entering the Palace of the Gods, it should never ignore the fact that the biological father entered the Palace of the Gods.
The question arises, why does it stop painting
There are just a few situations: First, it feels that Li Wuxiang is not as important as the Demon Dao and does not bother to record it. Second, when Li Wuxiang entered the Wanshen Palace, he recorded that he was out for an outing and was not at home. Third, it left with Li Wuxiang.
The first guess was eliminated first. Although Yao Dao was a master at the pinnacle of Ji Dao, he was still a young Taoist with mediocre cultivation when he entered the Palace of the Gods. But my biological father was a half-step master back then.
The second item is also unrealistic. The Pantheon Palace has been closed for so many years and is opened regularly. Once closed, you cannot get in or get out.
That leaves only the last possibility! !
That unknown existence will most likely leave the Pantheon Palace with his biological father.
Li Xianyu shuddered slowly, frightened by his guess.
An existence that exists forever in the Pantheon Palace records what happened in the Pantheon Palace for countless years. Who is it? The guardian of the Pantheon Palace, or one of the eight ancient demons
"Hiss~" Li Xianyu gasped.
"What did you think of?" Hua Yang asked.
Li Xianyu told her his speculation. After listening, Hua Yang fell silent.
"What you mean is that what your father brought out from the Palace of the Gods was not just evolutionary meat." After a long time, Hua Yang whispered.
"It may not be that he brought them out, but they followed him." Li Xianyu said in a deep voice.
"Bring him out" and "follow him" have two completely different meanings, and they lead to different results.
Jiese thought for a while, figured it out, and shuddered: "Is your father's death related to that thing?"
Li Xianyu was very pleased that Jingse's IQ was finally online, although now was not the time to be happy.
"I have analyzed it before. It is just the covetousness of many forces in the blood world. It is impossible for my father to seek death. My grandma was a Ji Dao back then. In addition, your master Fotou and two Ji Dao are standing behind him. Even if It’s not easy for Fotou to teach people from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations, but is it difficult for Ji Tao to protect one person?”
The Yakuza also have dignity, and no one dares to push a Yakuza master into a hurry.
"And my dad was already a half-step master. According to my grandma, his strengthening ability has been cultivated to a very high level, strengthening a realm. That should be the best among the half-step masters, no better than Baoze's The big boss is bad. Let me ask, if he doesn't want to die, who can force him to death? The worst is to go overseas and remain anonymous."
"But he chose to end his life and didn't let Grandma Grandma and Buddha Head interfere. What do you think is going on?"
"Unless it's a problem that neither my master nor your grandma can handle," Jiese replied.
"Smart." Li Xianyu snapped his fingers, originally wanting to hit his bald head...
"If it's something from the Palace of the Gods that secretly followed my dad out and entangled him, would that make sense?"
Jingse and Huayang were deep in thought, speechless for a moment.
Being unable to deal with two extremes sounds ridiculous, but if the other party comes from the Palace of the Gods, it seems reasonable.
Grandma Grandma is not an unparalleled fighting spirit at her peak, and Buddha Head is just an ordinary Ji Dao. They are not omnipotent. And the mysterious existence from the Palace of the Gods... It's not easy to define what it is yet, but it is definitely unusual.
"So my dad was forced to have no choice but to beg for death." Li Xianyu was very emotional, feeling like he had unlocked a secret from twenty years ago.
"Is it to seize the body?" Hua Yang said softly.
Her expression was gloomy and her eyes were sad, guessing the real reason for Li Wuxiang's death.
"I don't know..." Li Xianyu shook his head.
Ancient demons all possess the property of seizing one's body. Once entangled, it is like a dog-skin plaster. Demon Dao is the best example.
But according to the threatening power shown by slime, although it is troublesome, it is not enough to threaten him. From this, it can be inferred that the biological father should not be afraid of taking the body... It is not necessarily that slime is incomplete. In its heyday, it But even the demons are helpless.
"No, didn't the ancient demon relic that your father brought out from the Palace of the Ten Thousand Demons fall into the hands of the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance?" Jiese said.
Ouch, you are so clever... Li Xianyu thought: "The one who left with my dad was the creator of the mural, not the remains of the ancient demon sealed at the bottom of the pool. It's hard to say what he was, maybe he was also an ancient demon. Because they are the remains of two ancient monsters, my father had no choice but to choose death to fight against the body-snatching."
This guess is quite reliable. Jiese nodded slightly, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "One of the ancient demon relics was obtained by the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, so what about the remaining one?"
Hua Yang subconsciously looked at Li Xianyu, his lustful eyes synchronized with hers, and the handsome monk said excitedly: "This way, your strange self-healing power will be explained clearly."
Li Xianyu and Huayang's eyes also lit up.
Two ancient demon relics, one is in the hands of the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, and the other is in the hands of Li Xianyu.
The doubts that had troubled Li Xianyu for a long time were finally solved.
"It's very close to the truth, but there are many things we haven't figured out yet." Hua Yang reminded: "Your father can only get rid of them by ending his life. If you and the emperor each take over Wu Xiang's relics, How did you become immune to the ancient demon's legacy?"
If there is no reasonable explanation for this problem, there will be a logical error in the guess just now.
Jie Se suddenly said quietly: "Maybe you are the one that Brother Wuxiang brought out from the Palace of the Gods."
"Get out of here, how is that possible?" Li Xianyu said angrily.
With such a big brain, it would be a shame not to write a novel.
"You have never met your biological mother, right?" Jie Se said plausibly: "A mother who just gave birth to a child did not raise her own child, but was taken away by her husband and given to her sworn brothers to raise. Don't you think it's strange?"
"Maybe your biological mother doesn't exist at all, and you are not the son of Senior Brother Wuxiang. The real heir of the Li family is actually living a peaceful and stable life somewhere no one knows."
"Shen Jingbing, how do you explain the relationship between grandma and me? It's not the blood of the Li family that can wake her up? It's not the blood of the Li family that can provide her with energy?" Li Xianyu sneered.
"And my grandma also said that my biological mother is just an ordinary human being. Her husband died at a young age. Isn't it normal for her to remarry? Will she stay with me for the rest of her life?"
"At this time, my father proposed to hand me over to someone else to raise me. She would definitely be happy."
"Yes." Jiese nodded.
He was completely imaginative, and he was happy to spit out whatever he said casually. But Li Xianyu was miserable because all he could think about was this matter. Falling into deep confusion and thinking.
Although he firmly believed in his life experience, his active thinking and suspicious personality always made him unable to help but guess.
(End of chapter)